Ambitious Mr Fabulous

The Strange Encounter

AMBITIOUS MR FABULOUS

Chapter One

The Strange Encounter

“Mr Martin, what kind of meal will you be ordering from the menu?” A waitress with a nice smile said to the twenty-three year old gentleman infront of her.

His brown hair was shining due to the chandelier lights that were reflecting on him. It was as if the spotlight was on him. He looked up from the menu with his killer smile, showing his cute dimples. His brown eyes had an unusual glint in them.

“I'd like the most expensive meal on your menu. I'll take the foie gras, corned beef sandwich, and for dessert, I prefer ice cream, vanilla flavour with a lot of cherry toppings,” he proudly said as he dropped the menu, and adjusted his wristwatch.

The waitress nodded immediately and started clapping. Everyone in the five star restaurant started cheering his name. Martin closed his eyes to savour the fame as he smiled happily.

“Hey, Martin Miller! Will you stop daydreaming and get back to work?! The customers are waiting!” He suddenly heard the familiar voice of the twenty-eight year old female manager, and his eyes opened at once.

He was dressed in his black and white waiter uniform. He grunted nervously as he adjusted his tie.

“For poor people like me, daydreams are all I have, Miss Thelma. I work at such a famous restaurant such as ‘Jones Foods Incorporated’, but I'm just a part-timer. Daydreams are all I have,” he said with a faint smile.

Miss Thelma shook her head as she handed a tray of foie gras to him with a stern expression on her face.

“Martin Miller, do you dream of living a rich life?” She asked with narrowed eyes, but he shook his head while collecting the tray.

“I hate rich people, remember? My grandmother means the world to me. This is my last part-time job for today. I'd better hurry up and go to her, Miss Thelma,” he said happily before going to deliver the order to a table.

Miss Thelma looked around her, and saw different people from famous companies. The restaurant was only filled with the rich and popular people.

Her gaze shifted to Martin. He was trying his best to smile at each and every one of them.

“He's such a good guy. He's just twenty-three, he should be in college, but he's here working as a part-timer, yet he has no desire to be rich. It's still strange that his last name is Miller. We all know that Miller Corporation is the richest company here in Manhattan, New York. It must be a coincidence,” she thought for a split second before going back to work.

Martin's shift ended quicker than he expected, so he quickly changed into his sweatshirt, and joggers. He was on his way out when he saw Miss Thelma infront of him.

“Good work today, Martin. You maintained your smile till your shift was over. I'm impressed,” she complimented him with a faint smile, but he shook his head while looking away.

“It's nothing, really. It's not as if I have any other choice. I want to have nothing to do with rich people because all they do is trample on people like me, but…you're a manager of such a big company at such a young age, you probably wouldn't understand. Call me when you have another job for me, okay?” He simply said with a hint of arrogance in his voice before walking past her, his hands were in his pockets.

“Martin…” she called almost immediately, so he turned to look at her in puzzlement. She suddenly stretched an envelope towards him.

“...this is your pay for today.”